“मोहरा बनना मुझे कभी कहीं कबूल रहा नहीं, ज़िन्दगी मुश्किल सही,पर अपनी शर्तों पे जी मैंने” “तकदीरों को मुझ पे मेहरबान होनी ही पड़ा, अपनी तदबीरो में कभी कोई कमी नहीं की मैंने” “दुनिया बेहद हसीं, ज़िन्दगी पुरबहार होने लगी, इक मुद्दत से खबरें देखि, सुनी, पढ़ी नहीं मैंने” “खुश रहने के इंतज़ाम कुछ इस तरह कर लिए, किसी से किसी उम्मीद की उम्मीद नहीं की मैंने” “मुझसे हारने वाले भी मेरी जीत पे मुझे चूम गए, जिस शिद्दतो जूनून से उनसे मुकाबला किया मैंने”
The legato of language and lingo, The dance of diction and dialect — Have you ever considered the difference A little letter or two can effect? Texture of tense, Savor of sense, The nuance in a sentence — What’s really
Meet Zask and Zisk, See them venture forth — They know little About the destination, Only that it’s an energy station On a big blue world Known to locals as Earth. “Look at that!” Exclaims Zask, “We are in luck
The very essence of love is uncertain, A relentless thumping of the heart. I must speak to you by such means as they are within my reach. He pierces my soul driving me into madness. I am half agony, half
The moon awaits eagerly in the same pedestal it ignited my passion. What lips, my lips have kissed, are long forgotten. The memories easily quickened as a few puddles along the way I voluntarily stepped in. What arms have lain
He saw things in a way that others did not, he was the only one that saw my dreams differently, I became beautiful with the light of his smiling eyes. There my soul drifted render in angle to give the
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